Sunday, 30 December 2012

i'm one of those silly people who still make new year's resolutions. actually, i make resolutions several times a year, but never really succeed in fulfilling them. it's funny how they're always about the same issues, same things that seem to bother me since ever: becoming more productive and creative, overcoming some emotional bagagge, losing weight, getting a better job, trying harder at school, being truer to myself, living healthier... i guess these are the things most people worry about. does being unable to carry these promises out mean i'm not becoming a better person? i don't really think so. i think it just means i'm aware of my faults and i'm still learning to live with them. would i really be 'happier' if i managed to accomplish any of these things? in my opinion, a much bigger step towards the so-called happiness is being able to forgive myself for not meeting my own expectations. there now. i have spoken. :)

2013. a brand new, fresh, clean set of 365 days for us to fill with ourselves. quite the best new year's gift i could ever imagine.

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1 comments:

  1. And spoken you have, indeed.

    I somehow cannot join in in the jolly expectation of the new, clean, fresh. 2012 still feels quite crispy to me, as if fresh from the oven, as if not a single month had yet passed. Time is eluding me.

    That said, I wish you a great set of the new, my wise friend :)

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